Summertime and the living is easy
Fish are jumping
And the cotton is high
Your Daddy's rich, and your Mama's good lookin'
So hush little baby do-wo-on't you cry
One of these mornings, you're gonna rise up singing
You're gonna spread your wings and take the sky
But till that morning, there is nothing can harm you
With your daddy and mommy standing by.
Where are you right now? I mean right now - the first or most important time you heard that song? Where are you? How big are you? What's happening around you? Is it hot out? Are you outside? Are you in someone's arms?
Are you a little one having a lullabye sung to you
Are you a teenager listening to Janis Joplin belt it out with Big Brother and the Holding Company - her impossible perfectly heartbreaking voice making you wish you were lying somewhere strung out and longing even if it scares the beejezus out of you?
Are you wondering where those days are?
assignment: grab an old song out of the air and free fall with it - let yourself go for the pure joy of it - riff until you're quite done. There. Good.